[Intro] [Harmonica riff, boots stompin’] Mud on my boots in a marble hall Salt on my skin from a long haul Gulf wind still in my blue jean threads Came to town, gonna turn some heads (yeah) [Verse 1] Rolled up in a truck that squeaks and growls Tags from the bay, still smell like the shallows Suit and tie starin’ like I lost my way Cowboy hat higher than the D.C. pay Got a dip in my lip, got a scar on my hand From a bar pit fire and a shrimp boat band They talk big talk, but they ain’t cut through Hurricane heart, I’ve bled that blue (uh) [Chorus] Gulf Coast cowboy in D.C. Showin’ these yanks how real men be Beer in my blood, got whiskey on my breath Weed in the wind, playin’ tag with death Big ol’ bonfire burnin’ out back Steel in my spine when I take that flak You can write your laws, I’ll still stand true Gulf Coast cowboy, doin’ what men do (hey!) [Verse 2] Capitol steps, I’m leanin’ in the shade Boot prints cut through the protest parade One hand calloused from a cast net throw Other on a lighter make the good times glow Got a cold brown bottle in a paper wrap Talkin’ real fast, they don’t get that “Where you from, boy?” “Where the water’s warm” Where a man shakes hands like a thunderstorm (yeah) [Chorus] Gulf Coast cowboy in D.C. Showin’ these yanks how real men be Beer in my blood, got whiskey on my breath Weed in the wind, playin’ tag with death Big ol’ bonfire burnin’ out back Steel in my spine when I take that flak You can write your laws, I’ll still stand true Gulf Coast cowboy, doin’ what men do (oh yeah) [Bridge] Bonfire flash in a mirrored sky Smoke rings chasin’ those planes up high They drop names, I just drop the tailgate down Turn this cold stone place to a rowdy small town (let’s ride) [Chorus] Gulf Coast cowboy in D.C. Showin’ these yanks how real men be Beer in my blood, got whiskey on my breath Weed in the wind, playin’ tag with death Big ol’ bonfire burnin’ out back Steel in my spine when I take that flak You can change this world from a coastal view Gulf Coast cowboy, doin’ what men do [Outro] [Harmonica solo rides out, stomp-clap fade]

rap, Rowdy country-rap with male vocals, swampy harmonica intro over a gritty half-time trap beat, twangy Telecaster riffs, and thick sub-bass. Verses spit tight, swagger-heavy bars; harmonica and slide guitar answer lines. Chorus explodes with gang vocals and stomps; last hook rides a stripped beat, harmonica wailing over crowd-like chants and ad-libs., country

Gulf Coast Cowboy in D.C.